Love was vice that soothed the ache of the addiction inside me
But the buzz wore off too soon
And now as I face my life without it
I don't know how to live
I can't trust myself around my
Self anymore
I don't know who I'll be or what I'll say
I'm scared to be alone
We all write our own narratives in which we are the saviors
A charge needs to be led
The difference between a hero and a martyr is perspective
Who's hand controls the pen?
Story turns to truth when well constructed
Morals from myths
Comedy or tragedy is determined
Based on who lives
Sing me a love song and I'll show you how it's meaning is empty
Devoid of any truth
Fanciful whispers are elixer for a that heart is aching
A palliative cure
Melodies that promise all you ever
Wanted to hear
Euphoria through the final cadence
Then disappears
The Mighty Alrighty - Palliative Care Lyrics
The Mighty Alrighty - Palliative Care Lyrics
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Love was vice that soothed the ache of the addiction inside me
But the buzz wore off too soon
And now as I face my life without it
I don't know how to live
I can't trust myself around my
Self anymore
I don't know who I'll be or what I'll say
I'm scared to be alone
We all write our own narratives in which we are the saviors
A charge needs to be led
The difference between a hero and a martyr is perspective
Who's hand controls the pen?
Story turns to truth when well constructed
Morals from myths
Comedy or tragedy is determined
Based on who lives
Sing me a love song and I'll show you how it's meaning is empty
Devoid of any truth
Fanciful whispers are elixer for a that heart is aching
A palliative cure
Melodies that promise all you ever
Wanted to hear
Euphoria through the final cadence
Then disappears
But the buzz wore off too soon
And now as I face my life without it
I don't know how to live
I can't trust myself around my
Self anymore
I don't know who I'll be or what I'll say
I'm scared to be alone
We all write our own narratives in which we are the saviors
A charge needs to be led
The difference between a hero and a martyr is perspective
Who's hand controls the pen?
Story turns to truth when well constructed
Morals from myths
Comedy or tragedy is determined
Based on who lives
Sing me a love song and I'll show you how it's meaning is empty
Devoid of any truth
Fanciful whispers are elixer for a that heart is aching
A palliative cure
Melodies that promise all you ever
Wanted to hear
Euphoria through the final cadence
Then disappears
Writer: ANDREW QUENTIN NAPOLITANO
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave